Come along, Edson," to his clerk.
Very red in the face, Fred Ripley stood with his fists clenched, trying to avoid the eyes of the many grinning men and boys gathered around him.
Dick & Co.

had gotten down from the truck.

They did not join in the fun-making at the enemy's expense, though naturally they did not feel very sorry for young Ripley.
"Will you ride your pony home, sir ?" asked the man who had done the saddling.
"No," said Fred shortly.

He felt tempted to tell the man to lead the worthless animal away and shoot it.

Then he changed his mind.
"Take this half dollar," he said, "and take the pony down and leave it in our stable." For another thought had just occurred to Fred Ripley.